Prima Donna.
Home Ruler’s Song.
’Neath measures and policies though we may groan,
Be we ever so humble we long for our own.
’Tis liberty’s charm bids us “Home Rule” declare,
And we’ll stir all the world if we don’t get our share.
Home Rule, rule at home!
There’s no rule like “Home,” there’s no rule like “Home!”
An exile from home is both cruel and vain,